Li Changzhou recalled these events.

After developing his potential once with the "Thunderbolt Diagram," he contemplated it again and indeed felt that it was all bark and no bite. The potential that had been unleashed, which seemed much before, was now only a very small part of his body.

To unlock its second potential, the only options are to go back to Master Huang or kill the master of the Fire God Pavilion and obtain the "Divine Fire Diagram".

Li Changzhou preferred the "Divine Fire Diagram," which, given that it could prompt Zhu Xiongjie to plan a third potential development, indicated it was at least A-level, not to mention it contained a genuine combat technique.

The butterflies fluttered past the buildings, slowly but steadily approaching the dock.

"Danger ahead!" Little Radish suddenly shouted.

Without her saying anything, Li Changzhou and the others had already seen it.

A giant basket-shaped starfish, resembling a net or a Gorgon, was waving its tentacles, which looked like many snakes coiled together.

"Bang!"

The warship fired its cannons, creating a massive explosion. The shockwave instantly cleared away a large portion of the hull.

The sky was filled with blood and flesh, like a rain shower of corpse fragments.

The next second, these tentacles instantly grew back, dancing randomly like a swarm of snakes emerging from their holes, or like an ancient ruler that blots out the sky and devours the fishing boat, carrying a fierce gust of wind, and suddenly lashing towards the warship.

A long, overwhelming roar erupted, and a meteor-like streak of fire shot into the sky, instantly distorting the air in its wake.

The falling corpse fragments began to spontaneously combust one after another, turning into a rain of fire that fell into the sea and immediately drowned and extinguished the flames.

As the first clump of ignited debris fell into the sea, a massive meteorite flash also struck the tentacles of the basket starfish that were swarming towards it.

The scorching heat caused the starfish in the basket to curl up as if electrocuted, and to churn wildly. The seawater at the dock was like a pot, as if it was about to overturn!

The flames vanished as quickly as they touched the surface, retreating to the warship's tall watchtower, where a robust old man with a savage face slowly emerged from the firelight.

"Fire!" he shouted, his voice filled with murderous intent.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The flashes from the warship's cannons exploded one after another like fireworks!

"Whoosh—" The basket starfish went berserk, its tentacles releasing endless cold air, and the sea began to freeze again.

It opened its mouth again and spewed out a large cloud of icy mist, instantly freezing the destructive cannonballs into ice blocks.

With a sweep of its arms and legs, the ice bomb slammed into the distant sea, creating a splash four or five meters high, like dumplings being boiled.